Fish That Fly Like Birds

Last night I dreamt I had a fish tank tucked in the corner of my house. I loved my fish, and it made me smile to look at them as I walked by. Then, in my dream, I walked by and noticed that three of my fish were swimming outside the tank, suspended like birds in flight, swimming in the air without the benefit of water or tank.

I panicked.

I yelled at them and grabbed the net, unceremoniously dumping them back in the tank. A second time I went by, seeing them again, outside the tank, this time noticing that they were smiling.

Yet… even their happiness wasn’t enough to get past my fear. “What are you dong, you stupid fish!” I yelled, “Don’t you know you need water and a fish tank to live?”

I dumped them in a second time.

A third time I came by and there they were again, outside the tank. This time, just as I was about to have a melt down, I heard a voice say, “Don’t you see they are happier outside the tank?”

I realized I had been operating out of a huge misconception, thinking that all fishes needed water and fish tanks. Just as I realized this, the fish changed from plain ordinary fish to beautiful, colorful, extraordinary fish. Happy fish, and all of the plain fish inside the tank were watching them, their little fish noses pressed up to the glass.

Since the dream, I have been asking myself, where am I thinking that all fish need to live in tanks and breathe water? Where are we, collectively, thinking this?

Where am I called to send this message, not all fish are created to breathe the same wet air…

Is this a dream about the hidden beliefs that we carry inside? Is this a dream about the prejudice and misconceptions that we hold about others?

Is this a dream about the ways we hold ourselves back, keep ourselves stuck in the tank? Breathing that same wet air, because it is what we are taught we have to do to survive?

All the fish in the tank were ordinary.

The three fish outside the tank became extraordinary when they were finally allowed to live as they saw themselves.

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Gorgeous, gorgeous GORGEOUS dream! Yes, I see that collectively people who are fish who once thought they needed water and a tank because that was the status quo are now, slowly but surely, popping out of their tanks and realizing they can fly!! This (without the fish and birds) was also the theme of MY dream last night – how amazing!! <3 Thank you for sharing your dream!Astra\’s last post… Sing Your Own Praises

You are very welcome! In my dream, I was in my current house, on the first floor. I was in the dining room, and started to do this floating-walk movement – trying it out as I had done a few times in the past. I would float but my feet were still on the ground, just sliding along. I float-walked into my kitchen where my mom stood doing my dishes (!) haha! (She does not live with me in reality.) I explained, sort of underplaying how important the fact that I can float truly is, that I was just trying out this thing that I do. I then float-walked back into the dining room. My brother was there, and he and I had a dance-off where we took turns doing these amazing dance steps. Mine always had an element of floating up and holding the floating position in a freeze before floating back down. It showed I was very graceful and in control of my floating abilities. I then walked into my living room, where an entire dance floor was set up – and my boyfriend was there (who is not my boyfriend in real-life, but who represented a very strong part of me – as he resembled The Rock!) – I told him about my float-dancing, and he wanted to see it. All of the sudden I felt too shy to dance and float and fly in front of him and the others in the room. He gave me a straightforward and simple speech that was something like: “Baby, you were born with these gifts, and it’s time for you to use them. Let it shine! Come on! Do it now!” And the music started playing. I did start to dance, but in a very subdued way, still afraid to show my talent in a more public way. The big boyfriend-man represents my huge confidence that I am heading towards, one dance step at a time! 🙂Astra\’s last post… Sing Your Own Praises